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Chapter 409: The Thriller

Upon hearing this, Mu Yun's smile slightly lowered his face, but there was no smile in his slightly bent eyes: "If I have such a plan, I will naturally inform the princess in advance."

Jun Jiuning took a deep breath, and was exaggerated by Mu Yun's words: "What do you mean? Do you regard me as your subordinates? Why should I listen to you?"

After saying that, she looked at Mu Yun's lips that were retorting, raised a finger and said, "Stop! No matter what you want to say, I don't want to talk to you about this now. I just want to know why Master Eagle was unconscious and whether the bowl of medicine in front of you can wake him up."

Mu Yun calmed down, then looked at Jun Jiuning's eyes that were still angry and sneered: "The princess is really a noble person who forgets so much. She is worthy of being the eldest princess of Chu. She sees that she loves the other and is hard to change her nature. She just turned her flirtingly yesterday. When she saw her junior brother, she was the only one who was full of her heart."

Jun Jiuning's originally full of anger was immediately filled with sparks of water by Mu Yun's words.

Why did she forget this? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Fei's face changed drastically, and the long sword on his waist had been drawn out half of it, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense, I think you need to deal with it!"

Jun Jiuning quickly pressed Wen Fei's bulging hands back: "Calm down, calm down! If you scare the shopkeeper of this restaurant, will we sleep in the wilderness tonight?!"

Wen Fei not only had a blue vein on his hand, but also a jump on his forehead: "He slandered the princess! I will never allow it..."

Mu Yun calmly whispered: "Slander? Did Jun Jiuning refute? She just advised you not to do anything, but she didn't refute my words."

Looking at Wen Fei's increasingly angry expression, Mu Yun lowered his head and smiled, then deliberately looked up at Wen Fei: "Yes, the princess is willing to ride a ride with me in order to be careless. I believe the guard Wen has been dissatisfied with him for a long time. Why, you have been with the princess day and night, can you not have kissed the princess Fangze?"

Jun Jiuning was stunned: "I beg you two arms, can you close your mouth!"

Although Mu Yun didn't know what the second arm meant, he also knew that it was not a good thing. Looking at Wen Fei who was almost angry, he refused to let Jun Jiuning go: "The princess dares not do it, but I dare not act like it? I pity me, I was happy because of the princess's initiative, especially when I remembered that when I was the only one in the princess' eyes, I was just as good as I was. However, although the princess was good at expressing her feelings, she followed the rules in her actions - unlike now, she had learned to ask for a kiss."

"I kill you!"

"Wen Fei! Calm down! I order you to stop!"

Wen Fei lifted Jun Jiuning with one hand, and stabbed Mu Yun with a long sword.

How could Mu Yun sit and wait for death? He slapped the bench with his right hand, and the wooden bench that bounced up instantly blocked Wen Fei's furious sword.

The power of Wen Fei's sword was shocking. After piercing through the wooden board, he kept pushing forward until the hilt of the sword hit the stool.

Mu Yun spread his hands, and fell backwards to avoid the sword, kicked Wen Fei in the direction of Wen Fei. When Wen Fei set out to avoid it, he hooked his ankle, picked up the bench and kicked hard.

The two bench legs of the bench were nailed to Wen Fei's sides. The force contained in this foot was extremely strong, and he was pushed back several inches with the help of the bench.

Wen Fei was not willing to be outdone, so he held the sword in both hands and slashed down. The entire wooden bench was split open, and the silver snake-like sword light attacked Mu Yun with the momentum of breaking stones and splitting the mountain.

The two of them were fighting in the small corner of the tavern, and Jun Jiuning couldn't insert his hand, so they could only shout anxiously: "Wen Fei! Stop it! Do you want to smash the other person's store?!"

The female shopkeeper was also shocked, but the movements of the two of them were too terrible, so she didn't dare to persuade her, so she could only hide aside and tremble, hoping that it would be fine if they had harmed that table of things, but not to harm other tables and chairs!

Jun Jiuning was about to slash his throat, but Wen Fei turned a deaf ear, his eyes were covered in blood, and he kept drawing swords at Mu Yun. Mu Yun had no weapons in his hand, so he could only harm the table after harming the stool, and harm the things he could get after harming the table.

The porcelain bottles and cabinets on the side were smashed, and the female shopkeeper's heart shattered with the sound of their shattering.

Jun Jiuning couldn't bear it anymore, so he took off his outer robe and threw it a few times, rolled it in his hand as a protection, and grabbed Wen Fei's shoulder with bare hands.

Wen Fei felt Jun Jiuning approaching him and was immediately distracted, but he didn't want to let Mu Yun go, so he attacked forward more fiercely and faster, hoping that Jun Jiuning would not be able to catch him.

Jun Jiu calmed his heart and grabbed Wen Fei's sword when he stretched back.

Fortunately, Wen Fei was quick-eyed and his hands were about to stop his strength, otherwise Jun Jiuning's wrist would have been cut off by him. But even so, even if Jun Jiuning's palm was rolled up with thickened fabric, a long hole was drawn - Wen Fei's sword cut iron like mud, extremely sharp and heavy. Even if he could stop his strength, the remaining momentum should not be underestimated.

Wen Fei saw that his sword was stained with blood, and Jun Jiuning's palm was even more bloody. He suddenly panicked. His beloved sword was thrown away casually like a broken copper and iron, and fell to the ground with a humiliation.

Wen Fei rushed over to grab Jun Jiuning's wrist and roared, "Are you crazy? Are you not afraid of ruining this hand?"

Just when he was about to grab Jun Jiuning's arm, Jun Jiuning raised his arm and let him snatch it up. Only bright red blood beads fell into Wen Fei's palm. The warm and sticky touch made him tremble all over.

Jun Jiu Ning looked very cold and his tone was like ice: "Can you calm down now? Do you still have the master of me in your eyes? If you don't take my words seriously, why should you chase me from Chu all the way?"

Wen Feiru was kicked up, and his spread palm couldn't help but hold it tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Princess... I, my subordinate, knowing his mistake."

It has been a long time since he claimed to be a subordinate in front of Jun Jiuning.

Jun Jiuning sighed long and looked a little slow, but this good expression was not for Wen Fei.

The other party was too impulsive and did not understand the cause and effect. He did not care about where he was or where he was.

What is the difference between this and the madman under Feng Yunxi's hands?

Jun Jiuning bypassed Wen Fei, and made up his mind to look at the other person's guilty and shocked expression on his face, and walked towards Mu Yun.

The other party looked a little embarrassed at this time. Although he was not injured, his clothes were inevitably cut a few places.

Jun Jiu bowed to him with a serious expression: "This gift is my apologizing to you on behalf of Wenfei, and I have not disciplined my subordinates well. Lord Mu was frightened."

But Mu Yun didn't seem to like her very much, and frowned slightly and said, "Forget it."
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